New Red Sexy

Saturday was a stunning and beautiful day. Got the S Works New Red Sexy out on the track with the family in the stands cheering us on. (blahblity blah blah blah stuff about cycling that no one understands).

Jana wants me to add my bike story back in so I don't feel unloved. In brief: I was unhappy with the lack of teamwork in the first race as the sack on my wheel didn't think it was on his agenda to help take a pull, confused in the second race with the pace guy out on the track, and out of gas in the 3rd race, though managed to demonstrate that I'm faster than 5 other dudes out there in my class. My class being beginner morons who don't know what thery are doing, esp that squirrly guy who I think was forgetting that his legs are actually connected to the drive train.

Obamarama

Obama won, yet little did Matias know, that as he cycled home through some of South East's toughest neighborhoods with a shit eating grin that rivaled the Cheshire Cat, he also secretly had a newly applied McCain Palin sticker on his bike. He made it home by the skin of his teeth for sure, despite rabid groups of hipster / yupster / fixster amalgams on Hawthorne and Belmont calling for the blood of any who dared to support right wing policy or drive a car. Sorry for your trouble Matias, it was just a joke.

McCain sticker not withstanding, they were also deeply offended at your lack of fixedness and use of actual brakes, not to mention complete lack of expressive hop skipping stops and tribal spoke card affiliations. I suppose it goes without saying that the hipfixyupsters think protecting your head with a helmut (sic) is just plain stupid. You should consider moving, your SE Pass has been revoked.